Doing Fair-ly Well

A couple weekends ago was an incredible joy ride! On Friday I had an appointment at Stargazers, a local metaphysical store, to do a sample Medicine Card reading for the store owner to see about doing readings there on a regular basis. I have been feeling a great tug to begin shifting more and more into work that is a better expression of myself, that is fulfilling, and is what I feel called to do. This seemed like a step in that direction. The oddest thing about it was that I wasn't nervous. Just the night before I had told my counselor that I was strangely confident and knew I would get in. It wasn't arrogance, just something I 'knew'.




So I got there and hung out at the store, which is never a chore, and waited for the owner to get back from lunch. She arrived and, instead of shyly hanging back, barely visible, and anxiously trying to calm myself down, I headed straight for the front of the store.




We retired to her office and I did my reading -- actually two of them. Apparently I did well because, when I was done she looked at me and said "We're having a Psychic Fair this weekend. Are you interested?" "Yes!" And just like that I was in the line up for Saturday's fair. I was flying high the rest of the day and, fortunately ended up at a friend's house near by, and was able to expend some of that energy playing with her two young nieces. Though not related, I think I achieved, again, Favorite Uncle status.





The next day I was up early, out the door, and up to Bellevue. I excitedly laid out my unicorn tapestry as a table covering, and sat down to await what might happen. Realistically I wasn't expecting much. I had done a couple psychic fairs at another metaphysical store in Renton and never did more than a couple of readings. Plus the regular readers, who already have a clientele and following, were here so I thought I could well be the one in the corner that no one went to because they didn't know me. Wow, was I wrong!





Over the course of the day I did ten readings! I won't go into specifics on money, but it averaged out to almost $10 more an hour than I make at my day job. And during every reading, I watched as each person connected with what I was saying, two of them moved to tears. I had never experienced anything like this before! I was getting paid for simply being present, picking up on and speaking what was intuitively coming to me from the cards, and it was obviously affecting and helping those who were listening. What better win-win situation could you ask for? One of the highlights was giving a reading to one of the people that actually works at the store. When I was done she just looked at me and said, "That was a fantastic reading." When I went up front to leave, I was told that they had gotten a lot of really positive feedback about me. I've found myself saying this over and over this past year, but here again it was empowering and humbling at the same time.


I was beginning to see light at the end of the tunnel, and it started to dawn on me that I could actually do this for a living. I began feeling what it's like to love your work, and to see the benefits from that. Then the woman reading tarot next to me started talking about her past and really validated those feelings in me. She had been working in corporate America when, as a result of 911 hit, she lost her job. She had been reading tarot for about 30 years and so turned to that as a living and has been successfully doing so ever since. It is possible!!


On sort of a side note, I recently had a tarot reading from a dear friend of mine who has been sort of a mentor to me for almost 20 years, and, to one of my questions being about my path and shamanism, she answered that this is what I was born to do. By the end of that day at Stargazers, it was not just a mental surety, but it had become experiental as well.


I was still flying the rest of the weekend and wondering what was next. I was still wondering when I went to the Ostara ritual of the coven of my above mentioned friend and mentor. The ritual was fantastic, as it always is, and then afterwards I found out I would be doing readings at the annual Gaia's Temple Psychic Fair in April. I was just grinning from ear to ear, and my inner puppy was wagging his tail. That answers that!


FYI: Gaia's Temple Psychic Fair
April 24th 10am-3pm
Sunset Hill Community Center
3003 NW 66th Street
Seattle

http://www.gaiastemple.org/